#I mean that with great joy

[impossible-rat-babies]

it’s so funny that I went into veilguard not knowing a single thing about plot or the companions and picked the one who is ace. how did I manage that

[payasita]

gotta tell you I've kept going back to look at the UPA style drawings over and over today they just make me so happy (especially the thespius and clickclack. obviously. I am a predictable sap) anyway thank you it has been providing me free serotonin all day

AAA TYSM!!

also, HARD AGREE. it like. it Goes

It Goes. bright n colorful toony boys. the aesthetic timelines are close enough

[artuurle]

I really wanted to draw @clickety-clacker's Click clack and it ended up devolving really fast into sillies between their design and mine, apologies.

[kimtaegis]

LILACS BY THE SEA a music collection curated for @cordiallyfuturedwight Lilacs (Kayla) Playlist • Sea (Seokjin) Playlist song notes

cr. mahoneysuga, rawpixel, bts-trans, Diana Zviedrienė

[vynnyal]

Of all games why this one

[nonbinary-vents]

One really awesome thing about being a Jew is how widely accepted it is in our people that we all have very complicated and personal feelings about the idea of a god, or any sort of religious concept at all. I love being able to explore my own beliefs as a person who doesn’t believe in a higher power, and I fucking love seeing those beliefs represented in so many Jews, in so many theological Jewish sects and schools of thoughts, in so many centuries of Jewish history. Judaism is all about those in-betweens, it’s all about complex ideas and shades of greys and personal understandings of life

Above all else, there’s always a search in Judaism for meaning, for purpose, for the human experience. And wether that manifest itself into ideas of a tangible higher power, or some vague feeling of something making existence meaningful (like for me!) or anything in between or outside of that— it’s all accepted, it’s all genuine and okay and valid interpretations of Jewish beliefs. And it’s also accepted to not believe in any sort of spirituality or religion, or to not know, or to not care! We’re all just Jews and we’re all just walking through the world together! I just love it so much, words escape me when I think about it

[sskk-manifesto]

Bungou Stray Dogs: Dead Apple and how “ability users” (opposite to “normal people”) learning to accept themselves through the acceptance of their own abilities is a queer metaphor of acceptance of own's sexual orientation and gender: an essay by me

[autisticaradiamegido]

thoughts on dave and aradia (<>)?

day 356

BIG fan tbh. in this house we love and respect timerails

truly yall read this log and tell me theyre not cute

[i-may-be-an-emu]

Channeling my inner Derek today by being transgender and outside

[vanessagillings]

Thank you so much to @staff for featuring my work on the radar not once but twice recently, and to the second follower who blazed my post this week.  I’m blown away by your support everyone, you’re all so sweet!  Thank you for liking and sharing my art 💛

[explomb]

Checking the bllk wiki honestly drives me insane because everyone registers as a similar height to isagi (≈5'9") but instead isagi is one of the shortest members of the cast and my perception of everyone's heights in relation to each other is wildly incorrect

[coollyinterferes]

The unmistakable sound of footsteps approaching begins to fill the air. Whoever is coming seems to have brought some company along…

They are getting closer… and closer… and closer…

…and closer…

……until..................

"Goooooood evenin'!!" Comes the loud greeting from a certain blond man. A big smile on his face and all.

"We beg your pardon for our prolonged absence. It was completely beyond our control..." Then adds the gentleman standing by his side, apologizing on behalf of both, offering a genuine smile along with the apology.

"...BUT! We're back!" And hopefully for good this time…

[grineerios]

i hope that every baby tenno ever knows that i'm not judging them for being new or not having a fancy fashionframe whenever i approach them in a relay or hub-

i promise i'm just looking at you and your profile with the widest most excited eyes ever, i'm just wayy too nervous to figure out what to say to you, and i don't want to be patronizing by asking if you want help ;w;

baby tenno, you are so so so cool- i'm so happy you're here, and i really hope you end up finding the same amount of enjoyment and community here that I have.

[piebutt]

dragging the gf into dragon age was a mistake she spent a month watching me replay these games and getting into lore and dear god

veilguard is hurtin her

[flowerflamestars]

Haunted Holy and Divine snippet

“You’re free.”

Seeing in the dark was one of Azriel’s more commonplace skills. He could take in perfectly the way Eris drew himself together, haughty. A lifeline to his actual self, a man not covered in muck, ichor, proud shoulders squared up against stone as though the black obsidian was not so cold it hurt to touch. “So I’ve heard.” Gold sparks, golden light, familiar exhaustion meeting Azriel’s own. “The sister,” Eris sighed, did not bother with the false sneer. Tired and filthy- true, for a second. “I’ll be a poor meal for that one. Does she play with her food?”

Through the bars, shadows seeking, Azriel touched his cold cheek. Blood-marred, worse, scabbed- he hadn’t the magic to recover all that damage. Scars, setting with slow healing. It would be a small rumor, to say that the humans had used poisons. Easy to believe. Mortals were an unknown providence to the fae of Prythian’s courts, clever little monsters of greedy duplicity if High Fae were to be believed.

Eris’s pride might have also been a lie, but it kept him alive. “Still a fearsome feast,” Azriel whispered.

Ugly, lovely, Eris sucked in a laugh, bottom lip splitting, welling fresh blood. Azriel knew the iron of it, mortal-weak, dreamy. He had used what little power that was once at his disposal to ask a debt of Azriel, repaid it so thoroughly it could never be forgotten.

There was no room among the Vanserra, called by their wild baying moon, for a man who did not natively deal in violence. Who had no taste for it. Wretched Eris, conniving Eris- Rhysand’s hate had spilled his blood again, and again, used Azriel’s own hands to do so.

Brave Eris, who feared all things at all times, hiding his bloody smile in Azriel’s palm.

[akkivee]

i made some kinako mochi and brown sugar syrup last night!!!!!!